Possessive relationship

Chen Zhiyao took me home, but he didn't untie the rope from my hands. I knew he didn't come to rescue me of course.

"The last time I saw you, you were just 17 years old." He said this without thinking.

I nodded, not understanding what he was going to do.

"Then, you will be eighteen in two days." He suddenly smiled and reached out to touch my face, but I dodged subconsciously, but unexpectedly such a simple action irritated him.

He rushed over and pressed me on the bed. He didn't look very strong. I don't know where he got so much strength. He completely restrained me by pressing my shoulder with one hand, and pinched my chin with the other hand. , My painful tears almost flowed out.

Rabbits can bite people too much, not to mention that I have always been spoiled and spoiled, when have I ever been treated like this?In desperation, I bit his finger, and he pulled his hand in pain. I took the opportunity to escape, and I just wanted to get as far away from his grip as possible.With my hands tied behind my back, I could only rub against him on the bed and twist in the opposite direction. He grabbed my ankle and dragged me back: "Where else do you want to run?"

I looked down and saw his fingers, the bite was hard, and small drops of blood oozed out.With red eyes, he wiped those little drops of blood on my face, and said through gritted teeth, "I originally wanted to give you two days to get used to it, but since you still dare to run, then I'll tell you, starting from today, you won't even think about going anywhere." .”

Only then did I feel scared, and said with a trembling voice: "What are you going to do? Do you know that buying and selling human beings is against the law? How much did you spend? If you let me go back, I will definitely pay you double the price. Don't mess around. , let me go!"

"Buying and selling people? You're blaming me for that." He threw a newspaper from two days ago at my face, and the headline read in huge letters: "The successor of the Qin family was kidnapped, and his life and death are unknown. .”

"Your father refused to change his will before he died. After all, he still wants you to be the heir. Your brother is really ruthless. He hired such a group of people to kidnap you. The government has always refused to cooperate with the gangsters. It is estimated that he has become the heir now." You're dead. If I hadn't had a little friendship with their boss, you would be the same as those people just now, sold to a brothel after a round! You can leave if you want, they are eager to try something new, I will let you leave until tomorrow In the morning, I can see you in a Middle Eastern brothel!" He patted my face and laughed deliberately: "I guess at that time, it won't take so much effort to do it, and you might be more obedient when you get there."

I was so scared by his words that I trembled a little. Tears rolled out at some point. I shook my head and suppressed crying: "I don't believe it. Why did my brother treat me like this? You must have lied to me. What is your purpose?"

Instead of being angry, he smiled, clapped his hands, and two people came in from outside, one of them was the one who brought him to me just now.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

He ignored them, just looked at me and said, "Believe it or not, you decide for yourself whether to stay with me or go with them tonight."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and told them to go out and wait first, then he looked at me leisurely, and fell on the bed in a state of embarrassment, unable to believe this was the truth.

He looked at his watch and said to me: "I'll give you half an hour. After half an hour, I'm going to lose my patience. I'll hand you over to them. I'll get it if I want it in the future. Even if it's not the first time, But it's good for you to be obedient."

After all, he ignored me, walked to the sofa and sat down, lit a cigar and smoked.

I lay paralyzed on the bed and read the newspaper several times. It clearly stated that I was kidnapped by foreign forces and could not be redeemed.Even so, I still can't believe it. It seems that I was just wandering around Hong Kong leisurely yesterday. How come it has become a commodity for others to trade now?

I can not be reconciled.

But I am even more afraid that he will really let those people take me away.

After thinking about it, the best way to do it now is to make a mistake.

I sat up from the bed and tried my best to calmly say to him: "Mr. Chen, thank you for saving me. You let them go. I am willing to stay here."

Chen Zhiyao blew a smoke ring on my face, but I didn't dodge it.He reached out and brushed my hair, but I didn't move away.I forced myself to look at him, trying to look genuine.

He smiled at me and said, "Go take a shower."

He untied the rope on me, and I breathed a sigh of relief and ran away from him.This man has always given me a feeling of depression. From the first time we met, his determined attitude made me feel uncomfortable.He always looked at me as if I was a prey, but he was not in a hurry, calmly, stepped on me, and only took a bite when he had an appetite.

When I came out of the shower, he was standing by the window with his hands in his pockets, looking at something.The window and the door are facing each other, and I stand in the middle, carefully calculating whether the person at the door will leave or not, and the probability of escaping.

He heard me coming out, looked back at me, and said calmly: "Those Middle Easterners have left, and now my bodyguard is standing at the door. It takes about 10 minutes to run from this house to the door. Go out of the gate and run to the right for about an hour to see the main road. But you have neither a passport nor speak the local language, plus your identity is already a dead person, even if you can run past my car, there is no place You can go."

I was stunned, and he explained how absurd my thoughts were just now. In this way, I can neither stand nor walk.

"Mr. Chen," I still wanted to struggle, "I think there may be some misunderstanding. Since I am not dead, then I..."

"Aha, there is a misunderstanding." He slowly leaned over and tapped my lips with his hands. "From today on, I'm not Mr. Chen, I'm your master."

Owner?What does he mean?This person must be a pervert...

Before I could change my mind, I was pushed down on the bed by him.I fell down on the edge of the bed, and he stood in front of me and untied his belt.The belt was untied and thrown to the ground. He unzipped his trousers and said to me, "Come and serve me."

I was stunned, unable to believe that he would actually make such a shameless and obscene request.My temper suddenly came up, and I yelled at him regardless: "You really think you are my master? Let me tell you, it's impossible! I know I can't run away, and I probably can't beat you, but you have to treat me Anything is rape! Still want me to serve you? Don't even think about it!"

He was not angry, put the belt back on, twisted my chin and said to me: "I don't like beating people, why don't we make a bet, after three days, I will let you take the initiative to call me master, if you survive For three days, I will never touch you, how about it?"

Without even thinking about it, I agreed straight away: "Okay! You will do what you say!"

I thought he was going to torture me, or humiliate me in some weird way, but he didn't.He just covered my eyes with a black eye patch, put soundproof earmuffs on my ears, took me into a closed basement, and bound my hands and feet.He was not tied very tightly. Although I couldn't move, my blood could flow.

In this way, I was left in a quiet darkness.

At first I thought it was nothing at all, but after three days, I can definitely stick to it.But it didn't take me long to discover that I didn't know how to calculate the passage of time in such a situation.Maybe an hour has passed, maybe only 10 minutes have passed.

I tried to break free from the rope, but his knot was very skillful, which made me not uncomfortable, but I couldn't struggle no matter what.I wanted to make a sound with my mouth, but the death-like silence made me feel horrible, and then I was horrified to find that I could speak, but I couldn't hear my own voice at all.

This feeling, as if I have become a disembodied soul.I can't see others, others can't see me, I can't hear anything, and I can't be heard.This feeling is very scary. I am alive, but I have forgotten the whole world including my own body.

One minute and one second became extremely long. I tried to count, but when the number became larger, it lost its meaning. I am still not sure how long the time has passed.I tried my best to make myself think, but unfortunately my thinking was not coherent. Coupled with the many days of suffering, I couldn't stand it and fell asleep.

After waking up, I became even more desperate.I don't know how long I've been asleep, has it been a day or a few hours?Even worse, when I fell asleep and when I woke up, I could only see darkness.It was so dark that I didn't know whether I was awake or asleep, and my brain was in a semi-confused state.In order to wake myself up, I began to try to say what I was thinking, and I didn't want to fall asleep again. The kind of sleep that was almost comatose made me feel horrible.

Unfortunately, I couldn't hear what I said.It wasn't until my throat started to burn and the vibration of my vocal cords made me feel painful that I gradually calmed down.This kind of silence made me fall asleep irresistibly.

When I woke up again, someone was touching my body.I feel my lips touch a very cool thing, water!It's water!I am desperate for water like a person who has been walking in the desert for several days. In fact, I am more eager for this real touch.Whether it's pain or pleasure, this real feeling that I'm alive is so beautiful.

Then someone gave me an injection in my arm, and it was a long shot and it hurt.I couldn't move and let that person finish the beating, a little scared what would happen if it was poison or some medicine with strange effects.The man seemed to have guessed my thoughts, gently took off my earmuffs, and said in a very soft voice: "Don't be afraid, this is a nutritional injection, so you can stay healthy without eating."

A clear male voice drifted into my ears. I seemed to have never heard such a beautiful voice, although the owner of this voice was the source of my suffering.I cleared my throat and guessed that my throat was not as hoarse as I thought it would be, and it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would after drinking water.It seems that my sense of touch has become sensitive in the dark.

He guessed what I was thinking again, and told me softly: "Up to now, only one day has passed."

Then he untied my rope slowly, picked me up and walked to a place.I didn't know where he was going to take me, but I subconsciously curled up against his chest.The man's body temperature is so warm, the friction of his clothes, the sound of steady heartbeat, all these are so real and beautiful.I wanted to raise my hand to pull off the blindfold, but he knocked it off with one hand.I didn't dare to move anymore, for fear that he would throw me back if he got angry.Although I know there are still two days, but the feeling of being hugged, even a second longer is good.

He gently put me into the bathtub, the water temperature was just right, and I moaned comfortably.If it allows me to see the light, it will be perfect.

He chuckled and helped me gently wipe my body.I was a little embarrassed at first, but after dodging twice, he just grabbed my hand and continued to help me take a bath very lightly, so I let him continue.

The gentle movements, the comfortable water temperature, I was so comfortable that I almost fell asleep.But I can't fall asleep, I don't know if I will return to that forgotten corner of the world when I wake up again, I'm not even sure if this is just a dream of mine!

Thinking of this, I sat up abruptly, grabbed his hand vigorously, and asked, "Am I in a dream?"

He answered me: "No. It's true."

I relaxed, and as soon as I lay back in the water, he picked me up, dried me with a towel, even dried my hair thoughtfully, then turned off the light to the darkest, took off my blindfold, and asked me : "Do you want to go back?"

Even that dim light was irritating to me, and I blinked so hard I couldn't let go of the momentary light, just seeing his face when I heard the question.I froze for a moment, blinked, looked at him for a while, and shook my head.

I don't want to go back.

It was really scary in there.Compared with the darkness, even the person in front of him has become amiable.

"Then call me master," he said.

I lowered my eyes, still gently, shaking my head.

Chen Zhiyao laughed, put the blindfold on me again, and brought me back to that place.My insignificant struggles were all easily settled by him, he tied me up again, leaned over and whispered in my ear before taking away his hearing: "I won't come to see you again until it's over."

I listened, and just about to say something, the world returned to silence.

After feeling the warmth, the cold becomes especially unbearable.I have never discovered before that light and sound are so precious.I miss everything in that world with light and warmth. I tried my best to recall every little thing in the past, but found helplessly that the only thing I could remember, the one that left the deepest impression on me, was the scene when he bathed me just now.

It turned out that it was only a day later, I felt devastated, I felt like I was crying because I could feel the cold liquid running down my face, but I didn't realize I was crying.I'm terrified, what if I go crazy before I go out?Could this be his purpose too?

My father's bones are still alive, and my enemies are still at large. If I go crazy, wouldn't that suit their appetite?

But I was tied up here, unable to do anything, and gradually, I felt that my mind was out of control.

Fear hit me like never before, and I started yelling, and I didn't know what I was yelling.All I know is that I want someone to hear me, someone to get me out.I long for all that is stronger than me.

Until I was too tired to hold on, I fell asleep again.There is not much difference between sleeping and waking, because no matter whether I open my eyes or close them, the world will always be dark, hopelessly dark!

I keep telling myself, I can't give up, I can't be crazy, I want to get out, I want revenge!

But who will let me out?Who can hear my cries for help?

I think of a person. This time, I really feel that my throat can no longer cooperate, and I can feel the pain of the vocal cords when I breathe.I am very scared, afraid that this time I will really be abandoned here forever.

I moved my lips, trying to call the man, but there was no sound.

I was desperate, scared, even angry.I could feel myself crying again, I was crying and begging, all I wanted was for that person to find me and get me out of this horrible place.

Just when I thought I was on the verge of breaking down, when I thought I would never be answered, someone stood in front of me and gently stroked my cheek.

He untied the rope on my body, and I threw myself into his arms desperately.He took off my blindfold and earplugs, hugged me, stroked my head and comforted me softly: "Okay, it's okay, I'm here."

I cried and hugged him tightly, afraid that he would let go, and I begged in my mouth: "Don't go, don't go, don't leave me."

He kissed my forehead and said to me, "I'm not leaving. What did you call me?"

I looked at him with tears in my eyes, and then realized that I had said something to bring him over, so I had to repeat the word again: "Master."

His appreciative smile wiped away the tears on my face: "Okay, you have to be obedient. I'll take you home right now."